Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate

I hate blokes, telling tasteless jokes
And explaining people belong
I ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs
And talk through fucking song
I hate people in clubs, snorting coke
And where your going wrong
Well if you agree, then come hating me
And free to sing along

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Well I hate pointless updates on Facebook
FYI we never M eight's
We pretend to be friends on the
When in life, we have nothing to say
To each other, oh I have love for my mother
For times, for music and my mates
Yeah I laugh, and live and I have to give
But sometimes all you can do is

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Well I hate them fussy eaters, you them fajitas
They eat pizza and chips
I stepping outside, for a smoke and some guy
Coughs, like lungs are his
And I queuing up, for festival toilets
Especially when you need to
And I the X-Factor, for murdering music
You of money grubbing pricks

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And I hate them magazines, at insecure teens
That make ten year old's to grow up
Hey kids, let's all be anorexic or
Eat until you throw up
your Hollywood stars, and their stupid cars
And the Botox, that makes look fucked
Just grow old with grace, have you seen Chear's
It looks like it's been hit by a

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